My abhorrence toward those people that I see aroundThe way they act, the way they think, make me feel downI hate these kind of people, they can rot in hellSomehow, someway, I think they should be killedThesepeople get on my fucken nervesThey deserve to dieAll they do is get in my fucken wayThen to them I love to say and prayI hope you die in a hotel fireI hope you die in a hotel fireI hope you die in a hotel fireI hope you die in a hotel fireCynical attitudes from boastful peopleI hope you die in a hotel fire